Because

We begin, so sadly,
Seeking unconditional Love,
In the world of conditionality,
Here, there, everywhere,

Again… and again… and again.

Here, there, everywhere,
From this one, desired,
From that one, admired,
Seeking, but never finding…

Again… and again… and again.

On and on we struggle,
To become and remain desireable,
To gain and sustain stature,
In the eyes of those who love…

Because.

To receive affection,
To garner respect,
To gain power,
From those who love and admire…

Because.

Because they find us attractive,
Because they think us gifted,
Because of romantic mystique,
Countless reasons…

Because.

But through Grace we may find, within,
A Love not born of desire,
Shining unconditionally,
Even as we love…

Because.

And we may be Blessed to see,
This same Light Shining,
In the Hearts of those we love,
Through the movement of desire…

Because.

A Light, a Love uncaused,
Shining for no one, or anything,
Yet touching everyone and everything,
Illumining even that love born…

Because.

And at last we may come, through Grace,
To a most Blessed collapse,
Of seeking to create and sustain,
Of struggling to grasp and hold…

Because.

Falling headlong into The Heart,
The one who loved through desire,
And desired to be loved,
Becomes, at last…

Love Itself.

Illumining even that love which arises…

Because.